1. Taking Chances Pt. 2


    Date: 3/23/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    you have to tell him. Listen, you only have one life, you have to take a chance and go after what you want and need.” Somehow having Melissa’s approval helped her know what she should do. “Aren’t you upset at how Dad will feel when I tell him I’m in love with another man and want to be with him?” “Of course, I know it will devastate Dad,” Melissa said. “But he’s a grown man. He’ll have to deal with it. He’s not the first man this has happened to. It’s up to him how he handles it.” “I don’t know if I can do it,” Catherine said. “I love your dad and don’t want to hurt him.” “But you’re hurting yourself, Mom. Listen, you only have one life, you have to take a chance and live it and be happy before it’s too late.” “That’s what Tom said, ‘You have to take chances.’” “He’s right and he sounds like a great guy. I’m happy for you. I can see Dad is not there a lot of the time and cares more about his work and watching the news than he does for you. It’s obvious to me. I love him, but the truth is, he’s oblivious. It’s even hard for me to talk to him.” When Melissa left, Catherine knew she had to tell Martin what was happening, and even though she dreaded what he would do or say, she made up her mind that she would tell him that night. She called Tom and told him how Melissa had responded and that she was going to tell Martin and how frightened she was. All Tom said was, “I love you” which she understood was his way of encouraging her, letting her know he would be there for her and ...
    knew how difficult it would be to tell Martin she was leaving him. Martin was out running errands, getting new batteries for his flashlight, picking up clothes at the dry cleaners, getting a haircut. He would be home soon. After rinsing the dishes, putting them in the drain board, Catherine stood at the sink staring out the window at her backyard, seeing the red maple leaves on the small patio and on the barbecue grill which now was covered with a green tarp. Her mind was wondering if she could actually do it, what would she say. How would he react , she wondered, would she be able to stay calm and not cry? She knew he was having heart issues and was taking medication. The doctor didn’t think it was too serious, told him to cut down on the ice cream, but it occurred to Catherine that the shock might trigger something and knew she had to be careful not to upset him too much, though she couldn’t imagine he would take the news lightly. She found herself having an imaginary conversation with Martin. They would be sitting at the kitchen table. She would bring him a cup of tea. Should she take his hand, speak softly, gently? Or, just say, ‘Martin, I have something to tell you’ and just bluntly blurt it out, straightforward and direct—the way Tom was with her, a trait she admired but wasn’t sure she could emulate. That night, she made a pasta dish with a red meat sauce, garlic bread, and a salad. Martin said it was delicious and how much he appreciated all the good meals she made. ...
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